"An Immortal-grade artifact... the Immortal Execution Formation? Tell me, kid, who are your parents? Who is your master?" Although injured, the old man had not been torn apart.
Zhu Wu did not answer, pouring all his energy into maintaining the operation of the Immortal Execution Formation.
"Not talking, eh? I was going to spare you for the sake of your parents and master, but it seems there's no need now." With that, the old man pulled out a magic artifact, preparing to fend off the Immortal Execution Formation.
Chapter 101